The moment felt never-ending for Evangeline as the two individuals she believed were the most significant in her life became the source of her bewildering thoughts.
"Why...?" she murmured as the reality before her eyes finally registered.
Zach promptly pushed Monica away and approached his wife calmly, despite her appearing on the verge of hysteria. However, Evangeline remained composed. She looked at Monica, who could only cast guilty glances.
"Baby-"
"Explain," Evangeline cut him off instantly, staring directly into his eyes.
Surprised by his wife's direct and stern response, Zach tried to hold her hands, but she skillfully stepped back, avoiding his touch.
Now given a chance to explain, Zach struggled to come up with a plausible excuse.
"So?" Evangeline asked with irritation, standing face to face with Monica.
"My husband? Seriously?" she scoffed in front of her supposed best friend.
Evangeline couldn't fathom how she had spent a pleasant morning with her husband only to witness him kissing her friend now. She might have accepted it if it were someone else, but her best friend of all people?
The thought tempted Evangeline, and she delivered a sharp slap to Monica's cheek, causing her to stumble, her back hitting the table and prompting a reaction from Zach.
"Evangeline!" he called out, rushing to the rescue and unintentionally pushing his own wife away.
"What the hell is wrong with you?! She's pregnant!" he added.
Evangeline was shocked by his words, and everyone outside the conference room heard the unfolding drama.
"Are you seriously asking me that, Zach? I'm your wife, and I see you being intimate with someone other than me! How do you expect me to react?"
"Calm down, Evangeline! We're in the office, for goodness' sake!" he retorted, his voice rising.
Evangeline scoffed at her husband's response, unable to deal with how he was taking his mistress's side.
"How long has this been going on? How long have you been pregnant?" she asked Monica.
Avoiding eye contact, Monica replied, "I'm three months along."
As the reality of the situation dawned on Evangeline, she gasped, a tear escaping her eye.
"You've been doing this for that long? And you had the nerve to..." Evangeline covered her mouth, taking another step back when Zach attempted to reach for her.
"Baby... I'm sorry-"
"Don't touch me!" she yelled hysterically, running out of the conference room with tears streaming down her face.
She couldn't comprehend how the man she loved had been unfaithful while being intimate with her and with her trusted best friend.
As she reached her car, a hand stopped her from getting inside, turning her around.
"Evangeline! Listen to me!" he demanded, cupping her wet cheeks. She was a crying mess, not wanting to see his face or feel his touch.
"Let me go! Go away!" she cried, attempting to push him away, struggling to escape his grasp.
"Baby, please... Just hear me out, okay?" he begged, embracing her tightly to prevent her from struggling.
"I thought... You love me," she mumbled, weakening in his grip.
"I do! I love you still! I just... I'm a man, Evangeline. I want a child. And if you can't give me that... Then please, give me the chance. Just let me be," he calmly stated.
Evangeline's arms dropped at his words.
'So this is all because I couldn't give him a child,' she thought, her sobs subsiding as her eyes focused on the ground. It felt like she was being stabbed repeatedly.
Evangeline let out a feeble laugh as Zach looked at his wife with pity.
'Right... I should have known I will never be enough,' her thoughts overwhelmed her, accepting the inevitable event due to her perceived flaw.
With almost no strength left, she pushed him away, and Zach let her go.
"Okay... I'm sorry for all the trouble," were the words she uttered before absentmindedly entering her car and locking it.
"Evangeline!" he called out from outside, witnessing her uninterrupted flow of tears.
Evangeline appeared numb, her eyes failing to hide the depth of her emotions, causing concern for Zach. He began punching the car window, but it remained unyielding.
Evangeline, on the other hand, swallowed her sorrow and pain as she started the engine, driving off with Zach attempting to run after her car but failing.
Her hands shook, and her mind was unfocused on the road, unafraid of death as her vision blurred with tears.
As Evangeline drove, consumed by her overwhelming emotions, she failed to notice that she had drifted into the wrong lane. Her thoughts clouded her focus, leading to a light collision with another vehicle, causing only a few scratches on her face and arms.
The impact jolted her back to reality, and she instinctively pulled over to the side of the road. Trembling from both the emotional turmoil and the physical shock, she assessed the minor damages on her car. With tears still streaming down her face, she touched the slight scratches on her skin, a tangible manifestation of the pain that now encompassed her.
The passing drivers offered concerned glances, but Evangeline, lost in her own world of heartbreak, didn't pay much attention. The accident, insignificant in comparison to the emotional wreckage she was experiencing, became a parallel manifestation of the chaos within her. As she sat in her car, the weight of her failed marriage and the betrayal by those she trusted most continued to suffocate her.
A kind stranger who witnessed the accident rushed to Evangeline's aid and offered to take her to the hospital. Grateful for the assistance, she accepted the help, still emotionally drained and physically shaken.
At the hospital, Evangeline was attended to by a compassionate doctor and a caring nursing staff. As they checked her injuries, the doctor inquired about contacting someone on her behalf.
"Is there someone we should notify about your situation? Family or a friend, perhaps?" the doctor asked.
Evangeline who was still processing the recent events, hesitated for a moment. She then softly replied, "No, there's no need to contact anyone. I'll be fine."
Concerned but respecting her decision, the medical staff continued their care for her injuries.
After apologizing to the person she accidentally crashed into and covering their hospital bills, Evangeline, lost in her thoughts, didn't really notice the looks or words of the people around her.
In the evening, feeling emotionally drained, she took a slow walk back home, not bothering about making dinner. It was around nine when she got back, and her concerned husband was standing at the gate, clearly worried.
Zach's eyes widened in alarm as he spotted Evangeline walking by the road, all patched up and disheveled.
"Oh my god! What happened to you? Are you hurt?" he exclaimed, genuine worry resonating in his voice. But Evangeline, avoiding eye contact, continued past him and headed straight into the house, leaving Zach dumbfounded at the silent treatment.
"Oh my god! What happened to you? Are you hurt?" he exclaimed, genuine worry resonating in his voice. But Evangeline, avoiding eye contact, continued past him and headed straight into the house, leaving Zach dumbfounded at the silent treatment.Evangeline headed straight to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. As she moved uncomfortably, Zach observed his wife who was using only one arm, realizing the severity of her injury.Lost in his thoughts, Zach didn't notice he had been staring for too long until Evangeline glanced at him. He anticipated her to say something, but instead, she walked past him again. This time, rather than letting it slide, he impulsively grabbed her arm, causing her to wince in pain. Even Zach was taken aback by his own actions, releasing her instantly."I'm sorry... Please, Evangeline. Talk to me," he begged, holding her hands tightly.She looked down, staring at their intertwined hands. Her lips trembled at the realization that the hands now holding hers
Later that day, with Zach having left for work, Evangeline took charge of cleaning and doing laundry, attempting to bring a semblance of order to the chaos that had unfolded earlier. As she diligently worked, Monica, who remained at the house, seemed detached from the situation.Evangeline who was done investing time in cleaning the kitchen, discovered it dirty again, clearly showcasing Monica's neglect to clean up after herself. Frustration and disappointment etched across her face.Evangeline, noticing the uncleaned kitchen, couldn't contain her frustration. "Monica, we need to talk," she said, her voice tinged with a mix of exhaustion and irritation.Monica, seemingly indifferent, responded, "Can't this wait? I'm not in the mood for more drama."Evangeline, however, wasn't willing to let it slide. "This is not drama; it's about respect. If you're going to stay here, at least clean up after yourself."Monica scoffed, "Why does it matter? Everything's already a mess anyway."Evangeli
Evangeline groaned at the pulsating ache in her head.'Ugh. I must've drank too much.' She thought as she opened her eyes and slowly sat up.She flipped the pillow on her side and got out of the blanket only to realize that she was completely naked. She looked around with the intention to look for her clothes only to find a man on the bed naked as well.Evangeline gasped but immediately covered her mouth as soon as she realizes that she just slept with another man.Evangeline's heart raced as fragmented memories of the previous night flooded her mind. Panic set in as she tried to piece together the events leading to this unexpected situation. The room, the scent of unfamiliar cologne, and the man beside were the proof of her drunkenness.She hurriedly searched for her clothes, desperately hoping this was just a terrible mistake.Evangeline tiptoed out of the room, her heart pounding with each step. Avoiding to see the man she slept with who was still sound asleep, she slipped back int
(Explicit Content Ahead)"I want a divorce, Zach."Her words pierced through Zach's ears like a sudden gunshot.He didn't welcome what he just heard. His gaze immediately fixed on Evangeline's tear-stained face as his hands clutched her in a tight grip."You have no reason to divorce me, Evangeline. You promised me forever, have you forgotten? I love you," Zach responded, insistent, attempting to force a smile as he gently wiped away her tears, desperately trying to sway her decision.Evangeline couldn't meet his eyes as she shook her head. "No. You don't love me anymore. You cheated on me, you hurt me. This is not love, Zach... Who you are right now is not the man I love. I... hate you." She uttered the words with profound pain.Zach was in disbelief. His mouth slightly agape, he struggled to comprehend his wife's declaration. Despite his mistakes, he believed in his deep love for Evangeline, knowing in his heart, mind, body, and soul that he loved her too much and would do anything
(Explicit content ahead)After Evangeline's bath, she covers herself with a soft towel and walks out of the room, only to see Zach leaning by the door."What do you want?" She hissed and headed to the closet.Zach watched with arms crossed and a sly smirk plastered on his lips. He followed Evangeline behind and as he has gotten close, he tugged on her towel letting it unwrap and fall off of Evangeline's body.Evangeline has little to no care. It's not the time for her to act all meek and conservative.As he snaked his hands from Evangeline's neck down to her breast, he nibbled on her nape leaving another batch of fresh marks."You smell good." Zach happily whispered on his wife's ear, as he admired her full nakedness.He was getting another hard on and he was definitely not letting it off by himself."Hmm... My beautiful Evangeline." He moaned.Zach pulled out his raging boner as he suddenly manhandled Evangeline, picking her up and walked towards the bed.He then playfully throws her
Evangeline took a few days to get better. She stayed in her room, just eating, sleeping, and cleaning up. Trying to escape through the window wasn't an option – it was too high, and if Zach caught her, things could get even worse.Zach hesitated to leave the house, afraid Evangeline might attempt to escape. He carried out his work, alternating between the room where Evangeline was confined and his study. His focus was solely on Evangeline during this time, and Monica was not liking any of it.Monica was displeased with how Zach was solely focused on his wife, making her feel invisible. This fueled her anger, pushing her to start scheming ways to regain his attention.That day, a sudden and piercing scream tore through the silence, accompanied by the sharp crash of glass from downstairs. Startled, both Zach and Evangeline shot up, their eyes locking in shared concern."Zachary! Help! I'm in pain!" Monica's desperate cry echoed from the kitchen. Zach, feeling a rush of adrenaline, insti
"So what happened?" Jeremy's voice cut through the silence in the car, breaking the monotony of the road. Evangeline remained silent, her gaze fixed on the passing scenery outside the window.Evangeline took a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts before responding. "I left him," she finally murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.Jeremy's grip on the steering wheel tightened as he processed the news. "Why? What happened?"Evangeline hesitated, unsure of how much to disclose. "It's complicated," she replied, her gaze fixed on the passing scenery outside."I thought you guys were so in love." He scoffed almost making fun of it.Jeremy was never really a fan of his sister's husband, Zachary. He was the first to hate him ever since Evangeline introduced Zach to the family when they were younger. Jeremy just hated how confident Zach's gazes are and how handsome he is in everyone's eyes."I thought you two were so in love," Jeremy remarked with a hint of disbelief, his tone laced
As night fell and Evangeline found herself settled in her brother's home, she emerged from her room and decided to take a leisurely stroll through the house. The soft glow of the lamps cast gentle shadows along the walls, creating a tranquil atmosphere that enveloped her.She wandered through the familiar rooms, tracing her fingers along the edges of the furniture as memories flooded her mind.With each step, Evangeline felt a sense of peace washing over her. She breathed in the familiar scent of home, allowing it to soothe her frayed nerves and calm her racing thoughts.As she moved through the quiet house, she found herself in a hallway adorned with her brother's collection of family photos. Each frame captured a precious moment frozen in time, a testament to the bonds that tied them together.Evangeline paused before the display, her gaze sweeping over the familiar faces smiling back at her. Memories of holidays spent together, birthdays celebrated, and ordinary moments of joy floo